The sensation of not just my breasts, but my thighs and buttocks and all the places in contact with him bursting with orgasm caused my consciousness to pop like a bubble and hurled it down into chaos.
—It'sh coming sho harddd! My brain is going to bursht! Aaahhhh!!!! It'sh going to tear me aparttt!
But I was dragged back out of that chaos by the pleasure being poured into my womb.
The fierce pleasure, like being struck by lightning, was so violent and merciless that even a serpent could not compare to it.
It was as if my womb was being made to taste every last drop of the stuff being poured into it, and my body was rejoicing every second of it in the masochistic climax.
—Aaah... El's semen is so delicious...
The source of the captivating joy being poured into my womb — his child-juice — was very sweet.
Like all the fruits in the world gathered together and boiled down, was incredibly bracing, given its syrupy density.
But while it was invigorating, it also possessed the drawback of ebbing quickly.
Even though I wanted to use my womb to taste more of this sweet, cloudy liquid, to which even his saliva could not compare, its flavor was swiftly fading.
Protesting its dissatisfaction at that, my vagina constricted as if to demand more semen.
"Kuuu...!!"
Feeling the flesh of my vagina constrict from its base to its glans as if to wring it out, El's cock spewed forth more semen for me.
I realized that the entrance of my womb was thrumming with a shameless slurping noise as it sucked that up.
Feeling something that resembled a sense of satisfaction for my own greedy body, my consciousness burst again.
"Oo... aaah... "
It was a time of masochistic joy; I was lifted and bound up.
I, my consciousness sent flying tens of times over, could not say for how long that went on.
I was certain only that I was now very happy and that there was almost no boundary line between him and me.
I had collapsed without realizing it; there was almost no border between my skin and his skin, and I myself had no idea where he ended or where I began.
—So... happy...
Those words in my breast brought with them a flood of emotion.
My womb was swollen and shaking with the semen that had just been poured into it, even more than with the sensation of our melting together into one.
That place, greedier and more sensitive even its mouth, took in as much of the sweet flavor of his semen as it could take.
The sensation of becoming full of El in the literal sense was such that even if all the kinds of joy and happiness I had tasted before now were put together, they still would not match it.
I was truly tasting supreme bliss... just as my monster's instincts had taught me I would.
"Haa... haa..."
"Tee hee... "
I softly lowered my lips to his chest, which heaved beneath me with the reverberations of climax.
My salacious lips, overflowing with saliva, made slurping noises as they tasted the sweat that stood out on El's skin.
That alone was enough to easily thrust me, my insides still reverberating with orgasm, up towards another climax.
Overjoyed by my ability to achieve peak from something so slight, I abandoned myself to a pleasant fatigue.
—Unlike me, lying there like that, El's cock was getting hard again...
Almost as if to assert that a single ejaculation was not enough to fill the gap of the ten years we had been apart, his rod was again beginning to harden.
I was glad that he showed no sign of flagging despite having ejaculated so much.
Still, it would be simply too dull to go twice in a row in the same position.
Besides, I had more than a little desire for the pursuit to come from his side this time.
"It's... fine... This time... you move however you like, alright, El...? "
"But... Mary... blood..."
When I quietly turned my gaze to my nether regions, I saw that a trickle of red was flowing from them.
I hadn't noticed in the midst of my pleasure, but it must have been because my hymen had been broken.
I had been a little worried, because I had heard it said that engaging in strenuous exercise could cause one's hymen to tear, but it seemed that I had managed to show him the proof of my deflowering after all.
Harboring a sense of satisfaction at that, I stretched my arms around behind his back and allowed myself to fall slowly backward.
"It's alright... To a monster, something like this just feels good... Besides... you aren't satisfied yet either, are you, El...?"
"Well..."
His face expressed indecision as he watched me transition from cowgirl position, upright above him, to missionary position, as if I were being pushed down.
Rather than a shrinking back, it was a sign of his powerful concern for me.
Perhaps his efforts to resist ejaculation earlier had been out of consideration for me as well.
—But... that's being a bit too nice... you know...?
Of course, I was incomparably glad that he cared so much for me, but when I was inviting him like this I could only think of being worried about like this as a form of teasing.
After all, what I truly wanted now was not the kindness he had shown me in our childhood, but a young man's lust, with a touch of the brute in it.
—In that case... I'll just have to get you to be more honest...
Just as Lady Druella had done for me, I would tear off his gentle mask.
With that thought, I directed the syrupy energy of my magic into him.
El appeared wary of the magic that wafted from my whole body like a fragrant aura, but, pressed together as we were, he could not possibly escape it.